"Good at least you won't kill yourself with that. We'll move on to the basic bombs that I've had the rest of your peers go over the past few weeks. We'll see after that how much you managed to remember on the gun. Watch closely and listen. This will be hard to do if you don't pay attention." Odin said he once again slowly and clearly showed and explained how to build the bomb and in which order the wires needed to be removed or cut to disable the device.
"And that's how to do it without killing yourself. We'll need to catch you up on this one. I'll be teaching the others about road bombs and land mines next class. That should be fun. At least you lot don't need to know about time triggered bombs or chemical ones or time released gas bombs. You just need to know how to identify them and to call the bomb squad and get your ass the hell outta there." Odin said. All the while he worked his voice was calm and filled with determination as opposed to the cold clipped tone of voice he'd held earlier. His behavior too contradicted his earlier self. He went to stand behind Chase and watched him work. The bomb was easy to make, but dismantling it wasn't as simple as jostling any of the wrong wires would set it off if it had been real. The dummy instead would belt out a loud explosion style noise followed by a robotic voice which cried 'you're dead' over and over. Odin still remembered working with these for the first time himself and how annoyed he was. The old man hadn't been too happy when he found his dummy bomb returned with its voice box forcefully ripped out and a note saying the thing got annoying.

"Evidence only exists if you leave it sir. It's a matter of making sure no part of you leaves anything. My reputation or rather the one they would love to pin on me speaks volumes I'd say." Max said looking up. His single green eye gleamed in the light of the dim only light source in the room. His face showing hints of the true person behind the cheerful boy's facade. Everyone who knew Long at one point or another had heard of the military base that had been sent into chaos by an unknown source. No one ever found out, but the one guy that stayed alive long enough had deliriously babbled about a demon of sorts. Only Odin knew though. He'd been the only one Max ever told the true reason for his reputation. Not that it mattered now. Max was dead to the world only 2 people knew he lived.
"I'm always discrete. Besides in the ten or more years I've known that guy no one ever discovered what we really told one another. Best way to hide a message is by talking about things they expect someone to talk about. School stuff or parties in our case. It works purely because Odin makes it work. If you got more stuff that needs fixing have it brought to the usual place and it'll be fix come morning. By the way you should visit more often. You spent way too much time in that office for someone who's not forced to live in hiding quite possibly the rest of his life. All work and no play and all that. It's Max and goodnight." Max said. He didn't like formality.